Most of the villagers in Linjia Village are surnamed Lin, so the graves of many people’s ancestors are on the same low hill.
Lin Dejiang and others also met many familiar people when they were going up the mountain, and greeting each other along the way inevitably slowed down their pace.
By the time they reached the top of the mountain, there were not many people left around. Although Lin Dejiang and Lin Dehai were not young, they were used to doing farm work and were more than capable of climbing a small mountain.
Lin Anmin and Lin Anqing each took off a water bottle from their bodies and handed it to their fathers: "Dad, drink some water and take a rest first."
Lin Anguo led a few younger generations to get busy. They were all capable people and worked very quickly.
After taking a big sip of water, Lin Dejiang touched the water stains at the corners of his mouth. He glanced at a place behind the tombstone, and his hand subconsciously stroked the pipe at his waist.
"Dad, everything is ready."
"become."
Lin Dejiang and Lin Dehai stood in the first row, and the younger generations stood in order and kowtowed three times to their ancestors in an orderly manner.
"Dad, Mom, Grandpa and Grandma, and all the ancestors, we have many younger generations, so please take care of them. My brother and I are in good health and can live for many years. This year, our Ah Ci has returned. It has not been easy for this child, so please take care of him and keep him healthy. And our Jiancheng..."
The three Lin Anmin brothers did not interrupt, but knelt behind their fathers and listened quietly.
Their father is still alive and can care for them and talk to them from time to time; but their father is no longer alive.
After finally finishing what was in their hearts, Lin Dejiang and Lin Dehai patted the snow on their knees and stood up.
"Let's go home."
This group of people were quite eye-catching when they came down the mountain. There were many families in the village, and many of them had many sons, but few of them were so harmonious.
“Is that a big rock in front?”
Lin Dejiang squinted his eyes and looked. It was definitely Dashi. There were not many people of his size in the village. Why was he still carrying his father? Could he have fallen somewhere?
"An Guo, go and have a look."
"Okay." Lin Anguo ran a few steps and caught up with Lin Dashi.
"Uncle Hara! Dashi!"
When Lin Dashi heard his brother An Guo's voice, he naturally stopped and looked back. Brother An Guo was a good man who would give him candy and often treat Xiao Niu.
"Brother Anguo."
Yuan Shu, who was on Lin Dashi's back, also saw the group of people behind Lin Anguo and immediately said with a smile, "You just came down too."
"Uncle Yuan, what's wrong with your leg?"
Uncle Yuan waved his hand, not caring much about it: "I accidentally slipped when I was going down the mountain and stretched my leg, it's no big deal."
Lin Dejiang also arrived with a large group. After the younger generations had greeted him, Lin Dejiang began to lecture them: "You are too old to be careful. Dashi, if your father can't get up tomorrow, come to Uncle Jiang's house immediately. There will be candy when you come, okay?"
What child doesn't like sweets?
"Know!"
Lin Dehai just watched without saying anything. Both of them were his brothers, so he didn't dare to say anything.
Uncle Yuan patted his son on the back and scolded him with a smile: "You sold out your father for a piece of candy."
"I won't sell out my father. Uncle Jiang is a good man!"
But he can’t eat the candy anymore. Uncle Li will help Dad take care of his legs. Alas.
Lin Dashi's words made everyone smile a little more.
Since they had met each other, they walked down the mountain together. On the way, Uncle Yuan and Lin Dejiang chatted and naturally they couldn't help talking about Lin Yian.
"Why haven't I seen your boys and Ah Ci out skiing recently?"
Lin Dejiang took off the pipe from his waist and stuffed it into Lin Dashi's pocket: "Go back and give it to your father. You are only allowed to smoke one pot a day, remember. Ah Ci accidentally hurt his leg recently, and they were left at home by Ah Ci to tutor them. Besides, there are so many things to do during this period, so don't they have to help?"
At this point, Uncle Yuan couldn't help but ask a few more questions: "How did you get hurt? Is it serious?"
Lin Dejiang was still angry when he thought about this, but he didn't show it on his face: "Let the doctor see you, just lie down for a while."
"That's good. You have to be more careful next time."
After talking for a few more words, the two groups reached a fork in the road and separated.
Uncle Yuan leaned on his son's back and said, "When you get home, help Dad take two baskets to Uncle Jiang and Uncle Hai's house. Remember that, don't you?"
"Know."
Uncle Yuan sighed. He always walked in front of his son, and his son was like a little child, so someone always needed help to look after him.
Dejiang and Dehai are both good people, and the three Anmin brothers are all loyal people. He doesn't ask for much. As long as they can have enough food to eat and live in the old house after his death because of their friendship over the years, that will be enough.
"From now on, I will go to your Uncle Jiang and Uncle Hai's house every New Year and other major festivals, okay?"
"I know. Dad has said it ten...a hundred times!"
Uncle Yuan was delighted again when he heard this: "Dashi can count to one hundred?"
"Grandma Li taught me."
"Thank you, haven't you?"
"Um."
Although there are only two people, the warmth between father and son surpasses that of most people.
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